Her Kisses Taste Like Tears Poem by Mike poet

Like a sad little Girl
she starts to cry.
Shedding Butterfly tears
from Butterscotch eyes.

Reminiscence of pain
and wishes to die.
Past memories of fear,
and wonderings of why.

She now head butts it all
to protect what's within.
Pains defense is a wall
she calls her a friend

Promiscuities are her truth you see
she searches for what's missing here
Seeking for her innocence
thinks it's sex makes it near.

She will not get close
loves blocked stopped with fear.
It hurts my heart to always find
her kisses taste like tears

Me thinks she needs love,
me drinks of her pain.
She winks through teary eyes
says here is my role playing game

Then she is a Nurse
board certified and all.
Says 'I need to fix what hurts in you
want to make your pain small'..




This needs work. I could look for a poem to mix in and fill this